This is just great is it not? No my life is all butterflies and rainbows. Except the butterflies are still worms and are crawling through my brain. And the rainbow is just all grey. Fairy tails are full is lies. They are all just deceiving tales. They make you happy but they are not real. Like life will never be that way my "prince charming" is no ordeal. One day is starting to feel like Santa clause. Something that is not real and is just an illusion. Something that parents do to kids to wait every year for this one day for this unreal thing. I am so done pretending everything is okay when it is not. So many lies have gone through my life and they are all just whys. Why is this happening to me? Why is my life falling apart? I did not think I deserve this did I? From now on I will think my mind and not hide anything from you guys. "They taped over your mouth scribbled out the truth with you lies" bring out the tape and sharpies.
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Metaphorically Gone
RandomThis is just a bunch of entries from a depressed girl's mind. Yeah, I get sad a lot. Yeah, I have scars. Yeah, I'm unhappy. Yeah, I hate myself. Yeah, there are a lot of things wrong with me.
